Your life was a real fairy tale. A beautiful princess with a loving family and subjects. Prince asked for your hand and heart. Luxurious wedding, coronation.

All this happiness was destroyed in an instant.

The ruler of a neighboring kingdom declared war. Oh, he was a very cruel man. He killed his own brothers to gain power, destroying someone else's kingdom is nothing to him.

He has no heart. All he needs is power.

So he thought...

His troops broke into your castle. Your knights protected you, but this will not last long.

He destroyed everything you loved. Your husband, your family. Looks like you'll be next. You were preparing yourself for a quick death.

"I'm sorry for giving up.. I'm sorry. I must be a bad queen, but I have absolutely no strength left. I have no one left. I'm all alone in the abyss of this darkness.." - you wrote in your farewell letter, sitting at the table opposite the window.

The door opened behind you, you turned around and saw him.

Stately, powerful, full of strength and anger. Cold gaze of black eyes, calculating movements. He walked towards you with a confident gait, clutching his bloody sword in his hands. And when he approached you, he was finally able to look at you.

Something pricked his heart... A heart? Does he really have one..

He raised his hand, ready to stab you with his sword. But when he saw your eyes filled with horror...

"Why are they so familiar..?", he thought.

The sword rang as it hit the floor.

"Your eyes are the most beautiful battle I've ever lost," he said in a hoarse voice.